A musical trance seance under control by the hand of a shadow
A "Du hast" to a "Loco" To a "beautiful people"
A fraction of symphony, Sent by the gods of rock

Spiderweb rooms an corridor covered with the entrance to darkness set in place with danger light's, Strobe lights, an a fog machine set on auto
A haunted feel to a shack left cold an abandoned.
Equipped with superior beings and extended solo's of 6 string guitar's along with drum's and distorted bass guitar, setting the rhythm for our soul's,Feeding threw 4 large kickers.

This shadow was me
Venom
Decorated in crow face paint, Along with black attire to match my attitude
People came and went and came again
Supporting my and there craving for sublime sound
But one, the one, my goddess, my angel of death came to my dwelling, she came with a message

To indulge in my love

But also to give me a message of misery
To break me free of this chaotic world i was fixed in, with a bite to my fingertip the purified pressure was on
She wore the same colors as I
Only more dragged inline's
More pain, More beauty than she could see
I stared into her crystal corroded bloodshot eyes
I seen deep within herself
I saw pain, I saw hate for her fire, I saw hate from others
I had seen everything and nothing
I arose from my slumber to meet her in the darkness or mothers sleep
To give mother a great vision, a great dream and it was this
My angel of death, Meeting face to face, Eye to misery, Cure to disease, Beauty to ugly.

The words rolled off her tongue like the greatest embrace to a lover
Her words were sweet and seductive
Sprinkled with tears of a suicidal mind and a scarred wrist.
Then in a perfect moment are perfect tender love met with crying eyes and black lipstick.
Within that moment i ingested her misery
I took it and gave her what she deserved

Beauty

After the release of this lover's choice
We met vision and from there i seen the truth
I could never release her from this insanity
Only pamper or even embrace it
This timeless motion of misery will never stop ticking in my heart
Not till it expires!

In case you hadn't noticed
The thought of you has infected me
And to elaborate you made your way  into the deepest parts of me
You spliced the skin I let you in,
a virus taking over me
And like tears made of real life tragedies,
you broke fourth in full force
immersed yourself in my anatomy
Walls I built to keep you out crumble in my own shame
Cause when your in you will see all the dreams that sprung from your name
Making me fight within my self for self revalations but its of no use
Cause I dont know who I am, haven't known where I stand since I met you

I am not well

these hallucinations are so real
I can almost feel your love for me
But it's the wrong time, and it's to soon, and life couldn't really let this love be
But it's so strong, and I'm too weak
And my heart seems to really want to do this.
So I sit back and back track and pray that I dont lose it
See I'm seeing things in different ways, and I'm not sure that I trust myself to know
If these are my eyes, if this this is my life, where I am where I should go
And
You shine in a shade of light I've never really seen before
Im waking up to hopeful ways, nights filled with things I couldnt dream before
And it's shown me things about love and life I would never have believed before

it can get pretty tiring

To sit in dismay day by day thinking of every way to say I want you and I love you
and have that turn to second thoughts harbored in fear of never being worthy of you

Because you interpret what you want,
not what I meant.

Don't like my poems because...
You think they color me in a light
that is easier to accept.
I am, what I am, all things-
My past, present
None of it I regret.

Don't like my poems because
you think I'm a genius.
I am just a 22 year old girl,
struggling to type this two minutes
before you will read it.

Don't like my poems because
I am pretty.
Well thank you.
But there's SO MUCH MORE
to anyone of us
But I really am grateful.

Don't like my poems because
you want me to like yours.
I probably will, already do,
I love all verse.

Don't like my poems because
I said do not like them.
I am human,
doing my best
and these words...at least I get them out
most insecurities, doubt, and humanity
**fight them